One day while I was playing tag on the bars at school in California,...

One day while I was playing tag on the bars at school in California, I slipped and fell. A teacher brought me to the school nurse, who called my mom. When my mom came to get me, the nurse said that I needed to go to the doctor right away for stitches and to have my jaw checked, because she thought it was fractured. I had a big hole inside my mouth, and some teeth were wiggly. My mom and I said "Thank you" and went home. We prayed.

My mom asked me, "Ben, how do you want to handle this? Do you think we should get stitches?" I said, "No. I want to be healed in Christian Science." We called a Christian Science practitioner to help us pray. I also talked to my Sunday School teacher, because I remembered she had told us once about her son being healed of a badly cut mouth.

The next day I went to school, but when I got home I was discouraged because I couldn't eat or talk much. The practitioner kept praying all the time to help me understand that fear and pain were a lie about God's child. She said that God's child is never unsettled or out of his proper place. (Our family was going to move soon.) We just kept praying.

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Testimony of Healing
Near the end of the summer, between my first and second year...
September 26, 1983

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